But what I remember about those cartoons was the size and quality of them....He had to produce a clever, witty, topical artwork every day and he sometimes drew caricatures of himself in the corner struggling to come up with ideas.
Thanks for that. Lodge loomed large in my cartoon-starved childhood. While he often reflected the unexamined prejudices of his time - unkempt protesters, those uppity black power-saluting olympic athletes - he strove to maintain an elegant David Low-ish standard of line and generally respected his audience's intelligence.
Looking back, some of his best stuff was for the full front page of the Saturday night Sports Post, where he could be unexpectedly witty. On the occasion of a tour by the French rugby team, his guide to French rugby phrases included Honi soit qui mal y pense - "Gather round while I change my pants."
Yeah, him! Thanks for that link.
Full interview up this morning.
The problem for Scotland is that leaving for the EU is not necessarily a useful choice, since they're almost certain to be forced to join the Euro - look at other peripheral states to see how well that works.
Yes, and wasn't that popular in much of Canterbury?
How would you or anyone know, when the decisions are pretty much all made by Margaret Bazley or Gerry Brownlee?
I find frosts quite useful for cleaning up bugs
Amen. I sometimes miss those balmy Auckland summer garden nights, but not the mass scrunching of molluscs underfoot. City of snails.
Cannabis is de jure and de facto banned. That is the meat hook reality for dope smokers.
I'm thinking about leaving Western Springs after the 1988 Pink Floyd show, when the mellow mood was abruptly shattered by the sight of an effective holding pen of mostly brown male middle-aged arrestees. My immediate thought was that the only reason that I wasn't in there too was because I wasn't Polynesian.
In the following week the police touted the high number of arrests for cannabis as some kind of victory in the drug war. Most of those busted turned out to be out of town Maori, fueling the sense that, as someone put it in an opinion piece at the time, you'd have been at far lower risk smoking on your pakeha deck in Freemans Bay than you would if you'd paid your way to a venue where you could be picked off like fish in a barrel.
I believe that Alfie's right about selective decriminalisation. Seriously, has anything fundamentally changed?
it was taken over by Keith Hay and Peter Tait who, with the assistance of The Salvation Army, campaigned for signatures in streets, schools and workplaces.
The way in which the signatures were collected was often ethically dubious.
In the early 80s I took on a work experience kid who happened to be a member of Keith Hay's Mt Roskill church. While I'd like to think that I gave it my best shot there were cultural issues. To his credit the poor guy seemed genuinely mortified when he realised that I wasn't amused by his wisecrack about needing a passport to visit Ponsonby, after he discovered that I lived there.
A couple of years later, when I found myself being accosted by signature gathering children on Queen Street, I wasn't surprised when they readily identified as being from that unfortunate flock. Some appeared as young as twelve. Out alone after dark on Main Street of Sin City they were way outside of their comfort zone.
Giovanni Tiso on seeking accountability for Ashley's situation...
Thank you. I found the video link provided by eileen macatee in her comment there highly educational.
...If taking up too progressive ideas, the Shearers, Goffs and Nashs will growl...
If Goff's current plans work out, come the next election his relationship to Labour will likely be Lianne Dalziel writ large, i.e. don't ask, don't tell.